Latest update |
ok guys, life is pretty good at throwing curveballs my way. heres the deets. at the end of my 3 month trial, the vet clinic decided they didnt wanna keep me on, and that was that, i was out on my arse...
Posted by Lozza on Thu, 10 May 2007 08:29:00 PST |
It cracked me up |
What part of QUIET didn't you understand?Everyone needs to feel secure......Couldn't help it Ma, that first step is a killer..Now what do I do???It's in there somewhere, I just know it!!I really need ...
Posted by Lozza on Fri, 02 Feb 2007 01:34:00 PST |
I'm moving |
ok guys, i got a job in melbourne so im going to be moving. and get this, im moving in 3 weeks time! scary huh. i will be moving around the 6th of january, so eek, wish me luck!
Posted by Lozza on Sat, 16 Dec 2006 03:49:00 PST |
ive been slack |
hey guys, im really sorry i havnt written any poems recently, but the good news is, ive passed my exams, so im almost a qualified vet nurse!
eeek, thats kinda scary haha
oh well, hopefully i get som...
Posted by Lozza on Sun, 19 Nov 2006 02:32:00 PST |
The last one of the day |
Lost
In the absenceOf feelingWorlds collideAnd collapse.
In the absenceOf cryingPeople forgetBecome extinct.
In the absenceOf wantingHurts ruleAnd overwhelm.
In the absenceOf lovingCouples partDriftin...
Posted by Lozza on Tue, 03 Oct 2006 02:35:00 PST |
A little light entertainment |
Mon Petit Chat
Ah, mes amisPlease, let me seeCan I tell you something of interest?An animal, you seeWho is quite close to meBut that some people class as a pest.
My little catWhen you give her a patPu...
Posted by Lozza on Tue, 03 Oct 2006 02:31:00 PST |
Tribute to 9/11 written just after it happened |
Granny
I didn't even wanna comeI don't wanna see GrannyShe's so old and boringShe's constantly pinching my cheeks.
Dreaming of homeReading my bookLying in bedHome-made quilt surrounding me.
Guys stand...
Posted by Lozza on Tue, 03 Oct 2006 02:23:00 PST |
This is a poem written by reading a paragraph from a Lord of the Rings novel |
Extract
Picking a way through treesInterlacing, writhing rootsPonies plodding slowly
No undergrowthThe ground risesUp and up and up
The trees growtaller
darker
thicker
SilenceBut for the drip of moist...
Posted by Lozza on Tue, 03 Oct 2006 02:15:00 PST |
I wrote this when I was 14 |
Destruction
These deserted woods,Echo my fear,As I creep inside,Like a mouseIn a crowded kitchen.This desolate forest,Magnifies my fire,Inside my heart,As I see the mess,Destroying my world.Thes...
Posted by Lozza on Mon, 09 Jan 2006 01:33:00 PST |
Another one of my poems |
Jar Full Of Wonder
Your beauty astounds me.Your rich, ruby lips.Your sensuous flavour.Your delightful pips.In the morning I crave.In the morning I yearn.In the morning I twist.In the morning I c...
Posted by Lozza on Mon, 09 Jan 2006 01:29:00 PST |
